Correcting fakeboys

24, looking to help fakeboys remember what they are. MDNI

[fakeboycorrection]

i saw you were accepting tit pics, would you ever want to see pre-op pics from an ftm who has had top surgery?

I've been asked this a few times before, and yes yes yes! Let's reminisce on the good times together, cuties. But even if you've already had top surgery, I'd still like to see your chest. Girls are always cute, regardless of the size of their chests.

[fakeboycorrection]

I'm too shy to show them off but my boobs are C cups. My nipples are so sensitive and I keep pulling my binder up when I'm driving just to force my tits out. I really want them to get bigger so everyone knows I'm just a dumb girl made to be bred and not a real man. -✨️ (I sent the last ask about my boobs too >///<)

Just so everyone knows, this cute little "shy" girl, who was "too shy" to show off her tits to me, ended up showing them off with such little effort, and begging me to breed her to help her make them bigger. This can be a learning experience for the rest of you. No matter how much you think you can resist, or how shy you think you are, you'll end up being a good girl and submitting to your superior. It's literally in your genes. Why waste so much mental energy resisting it? You're going to give in eventually, why not make things easier on yourself, have a little fun, and show me how pretty you are beneath those clothes? My DMs are always open, for anyone that wants to give it a shot, and any body types are acceptable. See you soon!

[fakeboycorrection]

I'm a fakeboy with J cup tits, I love masturbating and playing my nipples, they're so sensitive. I've been out as trans for over 3 years and in a few months I'll finally start t! No real man has ever been interested in me so I don't think anyone will mind that I'll change my body. I'm nervous about starting testosterone though, is it really the right decision?

I can't believe you really came in here, saying "I have J cup tits" and "Should I start testosterone?" In the same ask. Obviously, clearly, you are made to be a girl. There's nothing you can do to hide those tits. There's nothing you can ever do to make people see you as a man. The much smarter decision for a girl like you is to get that feeling of ecstacy that you're looking for by showing off your tits to as many real men as possible. If you want to be happy as a "man", then the closest that you can come to achieving that is by making men happy. And with tits like those? I'm sure you'll be making plenty of men happy...

[fakeboycorrection]

I'm addicted to touching myself during work. I can't stop. Multiple times a day sometimes I hide in the men's bathroom in the stall and have to rub. It gets me off so much thinking about anyone walking in. Sometimes I take my top off too and am totally naked, or unlock the stall door and get on my knees facing away, heart racing and pussy dripping thinking about a man walking in and seeing me ready to be taken at any moment.

You know, with some addictions, people get told to do it so much that they get sick of it. Like, if a teen smokes a pack of cigarettes, and their dad makes them smoke them until he gets sick and quits on it. I think you should do the same. Keep doing it, over and over. Masturbating in public stalls, fully naked. Even put your clothes in a bag and throw it in the stall next to you so you can't even change quickly if someone discovers you. Though, I'm not sure that'll get rid of your addiction, it'll certainly make it more fun...

[fakeboycorrection]

Would you ever fuck a fakeboy in a public place? let everyone know just how fake of a boy they are?

Great question! Not only would I, but I have! It's so embarrassing for fakeboys to get fucked in public. They're always so worried that everyone will finally see them for the girl that they are, once they're pinned down under a real man and the comparison can finally be made. If you've ever seen a fakeboy get railed by a man, you'll note the differences immediately.

One is a begging, moaning whining little mess with a weak body, wrapping her legs around the other while he pumps his seed into her unprotected pussy.

The other has muscles, a height and weight advantage, and a cock that he knows how to use to pleasure and breed his pathetic little toy beneath him.

Any men out there, I highly encourage you to fuck your fakeboys in public for maximum humiliation. The second you start pounding them, everyone around can immediately see through the lie she's been telling the world, no matter she's done to try and hide it.

So go out and have some fun, everyone.

[fakeboycorrection]

I want to get top surgery but my tiddies make me so horny. I love playing with them and bouncing with my shirt off to see them jiggle and imagine I'm riding a real man's dick. I want to see them get bigger and leak milk and get even more sensitive, but I'll never be a real man if I still have my boobs. What do I do?

I think this is actually a quite common question, so I'll answer it publicly for all fakeboys. Even if you get rid of your tits, you'll never be a man. You'll always have your female biology stuck inside of you. No matter how much you try to bury it, it will remain. Sincerely, if you think that getting rid of your tits will change anything, you've got another thing coming. So, to answer your question, you should keep your tits. You should get knocked up, watch them swell up even more, and leak milk everywhere like a good girl. Because that's what you're meant to be.

If you'd like, pop into my messages and shoe your tits off so I can give an even better recommendation.

[fakeboycorrection]

should i go somewhere public as a girl? i kinda want to but im really nervous about it and im also just not sure where i should go

Every time that you go out in public, you go out as a girl. Because you are one. What you mean to ask is "Should I go out without trying to hide the fact that I'm a girl?" Which I think is a tricky question to answer.

On one hand, you should absolutely be showing off femininity to everyone. It's your job to be a cute little piece of art for men to stare at. You look so much cuter when you stop pretending to be a man. So much so that you'll probably attract the attention of a lot of men, who'll want to stop you in your tracks, take you away, and rape all your holes.

On the other hand, if you do dress up as a man, plenty of real men will see through that. And it'll piss them off. Maybe enough so that they'll drag your pathetic little girly body away, strip off everything so that you're exposed for what you are, and rape you until you remember your place.

So, it's your choice what you do. You're going to get raped as a girl either way. Just accept it, and take a nice, long walk through the worst part of town.

[fakeboycorrection]

How would you tease/torture ftm tits, sir? 🥰

How "would" I? You ask that like it's a hypothetical. You'd be surprised at how many FTM's tits I've tortured. Or, at least tried to torture. I don't know if I can actually call it torture, when you sluts keep moaning as I'm doing it.

[fakeboycorrection]

Hey all you horny fakeboys. I'm going to be too busy to write very much for a while, so I want all of you good girls to send in some nice asks for me to answer, or just for you to degrade yourselves in. Feel free to send anything you want, including pictures. Prove that you're just an attention seeking slut for me.

[fakeboycorrection]

I know you hate that I think I'm better than you because I have a cock and you don't. I know you hate that I'm so cocky about the fact that you'll never be a man, because your wet pussy is just dripping for cock. I know you hate that I see your chest and instantly think that you're just a desperate, attention seeking girl that's hiding her natural state. I know you hate that I think I can turn years of hormones and surgeries back and turn you into the girl you used to be, just with my words and a little bit of pleasure. I know you hate that I truly believe I can fix you by fucking you, cumming in you, and breeding you like a pathetic little toy.

What you hate most of all is that 𝘺𝘰𝘶 know that you desperately want to prove me right.

[fakeboycorrection]

As much as I want to corrupt and take away all of your feminist values, I actually think that fakeboys should start using the slogan "The Future is Female!" More often!

Yes, your future is female. You're going to be feminized and turned into a slutty little set of holes. You're going to throw away all your binders and replace them with lingerie. You're going to cancel all your appointments with your doctors and listen to men about what you should do with your body. You're going to spread your legs and accept that, as you were born to be a girl, you will always be a girl. Your past is female. Your present is female.

The future is female.

[fakeboycorrection]

The best girls are the ones who say "I'm a man, but I want to be fucked by a straight man and I want him to call me a girl and tear off my binder and play with my tits and only use my pussy and cum inside me while he talks about how cute I'll look when I'm good and bred... but obviously I'm still a man."

Sound familiar?

[fakeboycorrection]

If you're a fakeboy getting off to my posts, the least you can do is message me and say thank you. But the most you can do is come in and beg to be broken. I just know you'll do much better as a girl for me than you ever did as a "man".

[fakeboycorrection]

Fakeboy story time! This one's a long one, so I'm sure some of you dumber, hornier fakeboys will have to read it in multiple sittings.

Kai had always known that they were nonbinary, ever since they were young. People had always tried putting them in dresses, or getting them into makeup, but it had never felt right. Though, to be fair, typical masculine things had never felt right either. They just didn't feel like they were drawn towards either of those. And though they didn't have a word for it for the longest time, when they first heard about enby people, they knew that's where they belonged.

Going off to college was great for them. Kai had become part of a community of plenty of other trans people, learning about the culture and understanding that gender wasn't some binary thing based on genitals, but something on a spectrum that couldn't be encapsulated with just the simple terms that they had learned growing up. As Kai educated themselves, they grew more and more into a leadership role. Eventually, they even became the president of a group on campus dedicated to spreading the trans rights movement, focused on educating people and allowing themselves to liberate themselves from the restrictions of their genders, just like Kai had been, years ago. They spoke at events, handed out pamphlets, and spent long nights staying up with their trans friends, being a shoulder to cry on as they would start their journey into transitioning.

Of course, Kai also got up to some fun activities on their own, outside of these movements. As a young, sexually liberated enby, they were always looking for some ways to have fun with others and in private. Though they considered themselves a lesbian, and had plenty nice encounters with girls on campus, they had a lot more fun spending some late nights in their dorm room, masturbating to porn online. Some of it was more tame, some of it was more kinky, but it was always uplifting to women and enbies, showing the ways that their bodies could be used to empower themselves, sharing pleasure with the world. Kai loved it, getting deeper and deeper down these rabbit holes, until one day discovering a forum of people that used remotely controlled toys to connect with others around the world, allowing them to control vibrators and choose when to give pleasure out. Kai rushed off to the store, getting one, and logging back into the forum for some fun. They had a lot of fun with girls around the world, even some from different countries, until one day having an interesting encounter with an anonymous account from the site.

"Hey, you interested in some fun?" Was the message they'd received. Kai looked at the account it came from, but it was mostly blank, just saying that it was from a man who was about their age.

"Hi, sorry, I'm usually only into girls and enbies. Hope you have fun with someone else!" They replied, trying to let him down easy. They were about to set their phone down when they got another message.

"Haha, really? I mean, it all happens through a vibrator, and my account doesn't even have a face on it. You could pretend I'm anyone." Kai considered it for a moment. They were really horny after all, and they hadn't gotten any other requests. They decided to indulge, sticking their vibrator into their pants until it was positioned snuggly on their clit.

"Fine, let's get this going, oh mystery man." They smirked slightly, knowing that it would be fun regardless.

"See, there's a good toy." He replied. Kai felt the vibrator turn on, feeling like it was at max strength, causing an involuntary gasp to come out of their mouth. After taking a moment to collect themselves, they replied.

"Wow, going full force off the bat? Don't you know how to properly tease an enby?"

"Oh I know how to. Just giving you a taste of it, so you'll know what you're missing when I do this." And suddenly, the vibrations disappeared completely.

"Hey hey hey! I didn't mean take it away completely!" Kai sent quickly, wanting the pleasure back immediately.

"Then I guess you shouldn't have been so bratty. Apologize, and you can have it back." Kai rolled his eyes and sent a message back.

"Ugh, fine. I'm sorry." Kai waited for a second, but nothing happened. They checked their phone.

"Now, is that any way to apologize to the guy controlling your cunt? Have some manners." They read. Kai wanted to roll their eyes again, but actually felt something stirring inside them at reading that. They decided to take it seriously.

"Okay, I'm really sorry sir. It won't happen again." They replied. Immediately, the vibrator flipped back on, but only to about half strength. It wasn't perfect, but Kai wasn't going to risk losing it again by talking back.

"There we go, that's better. You look so cute in your profile pic. You shouldn't put such a bratty scowl on it." Kai shuddered with a bit more pleasure. They'd forgotten they'd posted a pic of themselves on there. Whoever this man was, he could see exactly what the toy he was playing with looked like.

"Oh come on, you get to see me, but I don't get to see you?" Kai responded, relishing the small amount of pleasure in their pussy. After a few moments a new message popped up, not text, but a picture of the mystery man's cock.

"You like what you see? I might not post my face on here, but I'd argue this is better." Kai stared at the pic for a moment in shock. It was a sizable cock, bigger than any of the toys they'd used in the past. Right after he sent the pic, the man turned the vibrator up, sending more pleasure into Kai's hole.

"Hey! That's not fair, asking if I like something, then turning the vibe up. Now I basically have to say yes..." Kai moaned slightly again. Though they'd only ever been fucked with straps before, they had to admit, the cock did look enticing.

"The only part of that message I choose to acknowledge is the "Yes". But I think we both already knew that was the answer, didn't we? :)" Kai chuckled to themselves. This guy was smug, but he wasn't wrong. This was already the most turned on they'd been while using this site, and the night had barely started.

"Yeah, you're right, okay... sir? Please, give me some more pleasure. I'll even say more nice things for you, like "sir". Kai responded, partially doing it to get more pleasure, but partially because it felt so good to be submissive. They hadn't talked to someone with this level of dominance in quite a while.

"Mmm, I do like hearing the title, but I think there's some other things you can say to earn more vibrations. Some more fun things... Some things you might not want to say..." Kai looked at their phone with a hint of apprehension, but upon feeling the vibrations drop once more, they responded.

"Like what, sir?" They replied quickly, hoping to get the vibrator turned back up as soon as possible.

"Admit that I turn you on more than any girl ever has." He replied.

Kai stared at their phone for a moment. This guy wasn't serious, right? They responded.

"Oh come on. That's not even true, I've been with plenty of girls. You're good, but you're not better than literally all of them." After sending this, the vibrations in Kai's hole disappeared completely. They frantically messaged again.

"Wait wait wait, turn it back up!"

"Not until I hear what I want to hear." He responded. Kai looked down at their leaking, needy hole, then looked back at their keyboard before typing out the next message.

"Alright, fine. You're... better than any girl I've been with... I'll say it, even if I don't believe it." Kai immediately felt the vibrator turn back up to full power, sending another involuntary moan out of their mouth.

"There we go, that wasn't so hard, now was it? And don't worry, by the end of this, that statement will be true. Trust me." Kai was starting to get annoyed at this guy's smug attitude, but had to admit. It felt a little good to say such dirty things. They'd always been attracted to people with vaginas, so saying that a man was better than them felt like something of a taboo. A good taboo. After a minute or so of relishing in the pleasure, Kai felt the vibrator slowly starting to decrease in power. They messaged back once more.

"Wait! Why are you turning it down??"

"You earned a minute for saying that. You earn more if you say more. That seems fair, doesn't it." Kai didn't feel like holding back anymore.

"Very fair, yes sir! Just give me more..."

"There we go, much better. I'll tell you what. I'll give you five minutes if you admit that you feel like more of a girl than a man."

Kai looked at this message, confused. They replied quickly, trying to get through this before the vibrator turned off completely.

"What do you mean? I'm an enby. I'm not a man or a girl."

"Yeah, but if you had to pick one, you'd say you're closer to a girl, wouldn't you?" Kai stared at this, thinking about it for a moment. Though they were an enby, they had to admit, they were more feminine than anything. This was just an admittance of that, more than anything.

"Fine, I admit. I'm closer to a girl than a man." Kai responded, feeling another wave of pleasure hit them as the vibrator turned back on. For some reason, this wave felt even more intense than the last.

"See, you're so easy to convince. And you have to say, it feels good to admit that you're a girl, doesn't it?" He replied.

"Hey, I didn't say that. I said I'm closer to a girl than a man. I'm still nonbinary." Kai replied. Though, reading "You're a girl" did send a strange twinge down their body.

"Sure, sure. I'm sure you're not thinking about how you're secretly just a slutty girl. I'm sure it doesn't turn you on to think about admitting that to me, a man, someone you're not even supposed to be turned on by in the first place." Reading that, Kai moaned again. They didn't even fully understand their own feelings at this point, yet it seemed like this man was speaking their thoughts before they could even think them.

"Fuck, how did you know what I was thinking? Also, still not fair! I'm only turned on by that stuff because you're pleasuring my hole when I was thinking about it." Kai responded, denying the allegations as best as possible.

"Maybe, but why were you thinking those things in the first place? Maybe those thoughts are more true than you realize..." Kai read this, getting even more turned on, feeling like they were getting closer and closer to an orgasm. At this point, they didn't care if it was true or not, they just needed to get pushed over that edge.

"Fine, maybe you're right, just please make me cum sir! I'll be a good little enby, or a good girl, just for tonight if you let me!" They responded, knowing that they were closing in on the end of their five minutes.

"Mmm, I don't know about that..." He responded. Kai felt a wave of despair as the pleasure started to fade from their pussy. "But I'll tell you what. If you can think of the most vile, humiliating, pathetic thing that you can admit to me, and promise me that you'll consider actually believing it, I'll let you cum..."

Kai was desperate at this point, so they gave in almost immediately. "I'm a girl. I'm a girl for you and I want to serve your wishes, sir!"

"That's not nearly enough..." He responded. Kai felt the pleasure disappearing even more. They continued, getting more desperate as the orgasm started to seem unreachable.

"Okay, um... I'll never be a man, or an enby! I'll always be a girl! A straight girl a cis girl, who thinks men like you are superior!" Kai held out hope, but the pleasure continued to disappear.

"Not quite enough... I need even more than that, pretty girl..." Kai was on the verge of tears at this point, desperate to cum. So desperate, that she decided to give in, and let out her deepest, darkest, most real thoughts and fears.

"I'll never be an enby because it's all bullshit! None of us are nonbinary, we're all just attention seeking sluts that need men like you to fuck us! Please sir, I'm just a desperate, slutty girl that needs your cock in me to fix me. Please please cum in me so I can cum, knowing that I'm serving my true purpose as girl, please a cis, straight man's cock! That's all that any of us trans whores want!" Right as she sent it, Kai felt a warm wave of pleasure flow into her cunt. Strangely enough, the pleasure hit her before the vibrator even turned on, though it did turn back on in the end, launching her over the edge and giving her the best orgasm of her life. She came, moaning like a girl, barely able to see as the next message came into her phone. She sat there for minutes, trying to get over the massive shocks of pleasure that kept flowing through her body. Eventually, she managed to regain her composure, panting with her tongue out, and picked up her phone. The next message she read made her heart skip a beat, and the needy, aching feeling in her cunt return.

"Good girl, cumming for me. Your moans sounded beautiful, but you're being a bit loud. I'm in the room above you. Come on up and see how a real man treats a girl, little Miss. "Trans Rights Club" President.

She'd never felt fear like she did at that moment. And she had never felt as horny as she did, walking to the stairs, and heading up into his room.

[fakeboycorrection]

While I think it's really cute when I encounter fakeboys that desperately want to be fixed, I think it's even cuter when you're unsure of yourself. Like, if I go to your profile and it's alllll about pride, and trans rights, and your identity, but then you come into my DMs going "Um, do you think I'm a man?" That's the cutest thing ever. And don't worry, we'll fix you, with time.

[fakeboycorrection]

Fakeboy story time! What are the intentions of the people in your life? Is this going to happen to you?

You met your boyfriend 3 months ago. You were getting drinks at a quiet bar with some friends, and he just happened to bump into you and knock your drink over accidentally. He apologized over and over, buying you a new drink and talking to you. Once you two got started talking, you fell for him, head over heels. He was the sweetest guy you'd ever met, and seemed to be interested in all the same things you were. Even that one obscure book series from your childhood, he was a superfan, knowing all the details. By the end of the night, you'd exchanged numbers, and the conversations continued, turning flirtatious, until you started dating. You eventually confided with him your feelings of gender dysphoria, telling him that you'd always felt like a man more than anything, but didn't know how to tell anyone. You'd been posting about it on your blog online for years, but never knew how to talk to someone in person about it. But he was amazing. He talked so much about how he was going to help you, talking about how he was familiar with the drugs you'd need, how to handle the social situations, and even how to get some surgeries, once it got to that point. He invited you over to talk about things further at his place.

Now, you realize how stupid you had been.

Chained to a bed in his basement, you listened as he explained. He knew about your blog, months before you ran into each other. He'd found it, knew that he had to fix you. You'd posted pictures of yourself on there, ones that he'd used to track you down, so that you could "accidentally" meet in that bar. He'd researched all of your interests ahead of time, learned your personality, all so that he could make you swoon for him. And it had worked. He explained how every little aspect of your relationship up to this point was based on lies, just so that he could get you to this point. But then, he said something odd, something that would chill you to the bone.

"But what I told you, about helping you with drugs, your social life, and even the surgeries? That wasn't a lie. Not really." And hearing that, you actually started to grow calmer, for a moment, until he continued.

"I am going to give you drugs. Drugs that turn you into even more of a ridiculous little bimbo than you already are. Drugs that will make you go into a heat that would make a bitch jealous. Drugs that'll promote pregnancy. Drugs that'll make those tits leak like a mother of triplets. I am going to help you with your social transition. You'll transition into the perfect little wife, hanging off my arm and showing the whole world that you're just a ditzy little housewife for your man, a real man. And the surgeries?"

He paused for a moment, smiling to himself.

"Well, at first I thought, you won't need any surgeries. You've already got a beautiful set of tits on that chest of yours. But then I realized, they can always get bigger, can't they? Yes, it might make your silly little "dysphoria" worse, but that's just part of the fun. You'll learn to love that feeling eventually. You'll learn to love being a girl for me."

Armed with a knife, he approached the bed you were laying on. After the talk of surgeries, you shuddered at the sight of the knife, shaking in your chains, trying to scream through the gag in your mouth. It was useless. But he used the knife not on your skin, instead cutting off the baggy clothes you'd worn to hide your curves. He carved through them quickly but carefully, exposing your body to the cold air, making your nipples stand stiff in an instant. He then peered down at your body hungrily, salivating at the thought of what he was about to do to you.

"You're already such a beautiful girl... I'm glad I was able to stop you before you did anything reckless." He whispered softly, running his hand up and down your side. You tried to pull away, but it was no use. He climbed atop your body, holding one hand on your arm, stilling your motions even more, while his other hand reached towards his pants, pulling out his cock. Your eyes widened, showing the fear on your face that you'd managed to stifle for the most part so far. He chuckled at this, grabbing your other arm and lowering his body towards you, his cock closing in on your cunt slowly.

"What, aren't you excited? I've offered you the deal of a lifetime, to make all of those negative thoughts about being a girl go away. And I think it's about time we consummate that deal."

As his cock slid into you slowly, you closed your eyes, a small part of you worried that he'd actually succeed in turning you into his little bimbo wife.

But the even bigger concern on your mind was that you just might like it.

[fakeboycorrection]

I'd love to get two fakeboys who think they're gay men in an exclusive relationship to come and kiss together, but have them make out with my cock in between their mouths. Sure, they might think it makes them more gay, worshipping a dick together like that, but in the end they're really just two girls, demeaning their relationship for my pleasure. You're meant to please men, cuties. Not other girls.